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[knights_say_nih]

Suddenly, a large mechanical claw fell from the ceilling, closly folled by a three foot tall white furred rat, missing an arm. The rat had an intricate mask of bronze and steel. Quickly the rat grabbed the claw and leaped into a corner. He reatached the arm and looked around. He walked up to the bar and in a rasping voice said:

"Do you have-have any te... tequ... tequila."

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[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Tequila would, of course, appear on the bar in front of him.

However, the rat-thing is now being eyed.

"Erm. Good morning?"